Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
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"Already, already, don't mock me like that" he protested. Our meatballs and ice dawet orders came. "Mending we start whatever we want to discuss. Okay?"

I nodded while tasting my ice dawet. The coldness refreshes the throat. "Can, please."

"Starting from?"

"As far as you. You have the answer."

"OKAY. Then we start with your hobby. What are your hobbies? Read an adult novel like yesterday? Watching drama? A walk?"

"Yes, everybody. All that fun. Including listening to songs until the volume is super tight. And. also a walk. To that beach. A hobby that is generally favored by modern girls, right? So how? Does that contradict the way you look, and the way you live your life?"

The smile of Ustadz Ilham expands. So sweet. "I want to tell you a little bit about me" he said. "Believe it or not, I am not the type of person who likes to forbid or forbid something. While not containing harmful things, I welcome all things."

In fact, in general I understand the meaning, but not in detail. I can't read his heart. "Ehm, can Mas Ilham explain in detail?" tanyaku later.

"Look," he said, "we start by listening to music. In my view, it can, as long as it is useful, is timely, and properly conditioned. For example.you do that to entertain yourself, please. But..the volume is regulated. lest you become unable to hear when someone calls you. Do not make you neglect what you should prioritize, such as prayer, teaching, eating, bathing, and others. Continue, do not let the loud volume disturb the neighbors. How to know, maybe in our neighbor's house there are sick, some have babies, some do not like to hear the music, and others. If that is your hobby, then go ahead, listen to the song for yourself, and do not cause harm to yourself, especially to others. So, the point can be. Origin, yes it was. Understood?"

I'm nodding. I understand the meaning of the story. "What about people who perform concerts in the open? What is the law in your view?"

Again. His smile expands warmly. "Zahra..," he said softly. "We talk about you. We talk about you, about you, about your hobbies, and about how I see your hobbies. There is no need to discuss such things that concern many people. Talk about big things, then the responsibility is big too, right? And like I said, I am not a person who will forbid something. Let it be God's decision. Even though I am labeled as a cool person or a servant who does not dare to uphold religion just because it cannot be firmly said this is haram and it is halal, let it be. God knows that I cannot be a part of such people. I told you, I'm not an ustadz. I'm just a teacher. Can you take my answer?"

I smiled back, and even held back a laugh. "Yes, yeah. I-i understand. Besides, who am I to be entitled to refuse your answer?"

"Well, that means all my answers are accepted and no one will be rejected? I'm sure I passed the test, right?"

Huh!

You see, he's very clever at taking a crack. "It does not mean so, Mas Ilham. Why is it asked if there is no need to be assessed and immediately pass the test?"

He laughed too. "All right," he said. "Now about the drama and the novel. We value it from the perspective of a hobby. Just like music, do not let the hobby make you dissolve and neglect the things that are the top priority so that the hobby contains harm. Understand, right? Now we examine it more deeply, we discuss to the core, to the realm that is intended for adults and from the value of harm. To be honest, sorry, I mean from my point of view, it depends on the story written in the story you read, or the scene played by the actress and the actor if it's a movie or video. If it is more in the direction of the movement, then it is better not to continue. Do not read and do not watch, or skip that section, or look for other readings and spectacles. Wh why? Because of the fear that the part makes the reader or the audience can not control themselves and want to practice what he reads or watches, even though he is still single. It's dangerous if it happens like that. And. should not be watched if it is a video. For you see the law of a man. Sins. Mending looked, sorry - aurat husband himself, right? But.. if you like, as long as it doesn't interfere with your psyche, okay. If I had been your husband, I would have willingly borne his sin. And hopefully, one day, that hobby will disappear by itself. Everything takes a process, right? So in conclusion, monggo. But still, hopefully there is a stop process. For the reading, it is still mending, still quite tolerable. But, if the spectacle, should be stopped immediately if it is a scene that shows aurat someone. Okay, Zahra?"

I nodded, then lowered my head. My point now is even more linked to the attitude of Ustadz Ilham than to the utterance of the answer. And I understand the attitude he showed. He wants to face me patiently. With tenderness. Not like someone who forced to bend the wood, and finally made the wood to be broken.

Is his true attitude like that? Or is he just trying hard for it? Forcing yourself, maybe?

Ah, if it were true, lucky me if I became his wife.

The face of Ustadz Ilham was mesem-mesem, while I even so nodded in shame.

"Maybe, dear, to a lonely beach."

"Eh?" I was stunned myself hearing him call me darling.

"Why? Can't you call me darling?" His smile is growing. "Can, right?"

"can't. Nope!" reject me. "I just want my husband to call me dear."

"Yes already.I call unfortunately later if we are married. I'll wait for you."

"Look! The jokes aren't funny, Mas...." But I chuckle. He managed to make my heart go down and laugh happily.

"This is how it is" he continued, "to the beach it can be, wherever it can be. But.. if you can, yes, go to a good beach scenery naturally and good for the eyes that must be maintained. Is it not best that a Muslim is one who can keep his eyes? Aye, right? There are still many beaches that are still quiet and far from the bikini buttom that mill around, and of course can be used as a destination for our honeymoon. Yeah, right, Zahra?"

O-wow....

My laughter broke again. I want to pinch it feels like he likes to entertain me in such a way. Or just to get my attention? Or is he serious in all that he says? I don't know.

"So, what? What's again? Let's put it aside for our honeymoon, yeah. Let's talk about your habits first. What the hell is that?"

I'm shaking. "Not to be discussed anymore, huh. About my habits, if you do not like, inshaallah I can arrange it. I'll change."

"Aamiin. I believe you can be a good wife to me."

Oh my God, I closed my mouth with my palm. "This is really you, huh? Is your personality like this? Hmm?"

"No, I'm not like this, Zahra. But I can be anything you want. Like whatever you ask. And I can be the best husband for you. Just for you, in my loyalty."

Oooh.so....

My heart was beating so hard.

Ah, Mas Ilham....